The Tears Of An Illegal Immigrant Poem by Kuda Bondamakara

The Tears Of An Illegal Immigrant

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In the detention centres of the queen’s kingdom;
There we sat down, yea, we wept;
When we thought of home.
And we sang a sweet song of freedom;
Whose echoes reverberated;
Within the corridors of captivity.

We were detached from the outside world.
Yes, tall walls girded with barbed wire prisoned us.
Gun totting wardens monitored our very movements.
And everything had a programmed time, even toilet visits.
We were broken and carried little conviction;
So we sat down, yea, we wept.

Day and night they humiliated us, called us criminals.
They restricted our liberties;
We were not human but animals;
Not because we had done anything wrong;
But because we had run away from tyranny;
So we sat down, yea, we wept.

They barred us from seeing our beloved
They stopped us from earning an honest living
They stopped us from matrimonial unions.
Even the married were denied conjugal privileges.
And when we felt hopeless and desperate;
We sat down, yea, we wept.

We stayed resolute, not because we considered our cause strong;
If that had been so, who wouldn’t have breathed his last?
But we only thought of home.
Yes, we longed a day when we would go home and be free;
And see our children; play in the rain, with the mud;
And our women, plate their hair and gossip;
So we sat down, ye, we wept.

Kathy Van Kurin 27 February 2017

Kuda bondamakara, Thank you for writing The tears of an illegal immigrant. so much in this world that is a part of this human world. Your song is a beautiful deep song. So many people do not have answers or an easy way but with a voice at least their is a place of release to share feelings with others. again this is a very painful and difficult subject. Thank you for writing...............bless you in your life and writing................Kathy

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Kuda Bondamakara 28 February 2017

thanks Kathy for the very kind words.

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Tom Allport 27 February 2017

a sad poem of having your freedom taken away? well expressed!

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Kuda Bondamakara 28 February 2017

thanks Tom for reading and leaving a comment

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Chinedu Dike 25 December 2014

Living in diaspora without valid permit and the consequences well depicted in the poem. Another well penned narrative poem. Kudos KUDA!

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Tinashe Mupedzapasi 20 September 2014

So touching.nice one

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